i have a habit of tearing bits of pictures and patterns and stories and things out of magazines and tossing them all in folders for projects and presents and general junk that i indulge in later. same goes for treasure-collecting at thrift and vintage shops. i never really know for sure what i'm going to do with certain things, but i know it's going to be something special at just the right time.
i do the same thing with life. once upon a high school i wanted to be a dentist. (i know--sick!) ... but inevitably i fled from a future of mundane predictability and have been collecting a little mental folder of ideas for life, which i rifle through from time to time and piece together differently based on recent inspirations.
here is the collage i made this week:
"shaina's possible neat-o life layout no. 38"
own and operate a supercutesy little vintage flavored teahouse-bakery-sort-of-place, maybe in a little old house that is cottage-y...this would be very cozy in the winter and very breezy and sunny in the summer, maybe with some yellow doorjams and one-of-a-kind teacups collection and a lot of cookies and teensy little cakes and cuppycakes that i would decorate with sprinkles and real live flowers (well i guess they'd be dead)...umm...yep it'd be swell and sweet old people as well as rad young people would all hang out there and maybe we'd have scrabble tournaments and shows there? umm..yes and this would maybe also function as "home base" for a pretty gnarly and creative ministry that enlists/harbors/encourages/promotes local artists and writers and musicians and generally community-and-creation-oriented/appreciative folks..and everyone could hang out and visit and get into crazy heated discussions but also just sit and reminisce or stare out windows or make stuff with scissors and glue and glitter and love... and kindergarten classes could come there on field trips to help me bake cookies and then they could all sit around with cookies and milk and listen to me read them my favorite peter pan picturebook from england. umm oh and also, maybe i would just live upstairs or something and i could have a nice little sewing studio up there where i turn my thrift treasures into custom deluxe "couture" items for my dear friends and acquaintances (and inevitably strangers who hear about the rad junk i'm making and bring their own fistfuls of fabric and dreams to me...maha) that would be during most of the year, in a city, but not too big of a city, but not too little of a city. then during the summer months, i would retreat to my dear little ancient farmhouse in the saskatchewan countryside, where i would live "the simple life" (man, paris and nicole really ruined that phrase) and write stories and have a garden with a LOT of peas in it and picnics and build little boats to float on the dugouts and watch black and white movies in the middle of the night and sleep with all the windows in the house open.
wow. that sounds really good! i like this version. (oh and the end part, when i get old, i will move away, across the atlantic ocean, and live in a tiny cottage in the woods by a stream with a bazillion flowers consuming my yard/house and a rough-looking little wooden fence/gate that i may or may not build myself, near a little town where i will maybe finish the one story i will take my entire life to write and be that gregarious old woman who keeps the townspeople entertained during my sassy jaunts into town for milk and mail. ... and i will probably make them cookies too.)
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2 comments:
oh shaina, this sounds just marvelous. you can do it! i believe in faeries! and glitter and cupcakes with real life flowers on them! that's what this world needs more of, quaint, community oriented places that accommodate the arts, and ya know it would be a little dream world to everybody who visited. out of any ideas you've had i think this one would be perfect.*
haha and i can totally picture you as that old lady, making half jokes and slights against the teens on their pop culture, while luring them into the possibility of something more with your mischievous and wise eyes.
hmmm, if all this happens, somebody would have to make a wicked indie-esque movie out of it for sure. gary jennings!!! haha. it would for sure be a staple HC hang out. :)
love love love
from elsa jayne
ooo. a beautiful dream. i should make a dream sometime... hmm.
i would hang out there everyday. i could even work for you. i would put a row of different coffees on the wall, just like at ethical addictions. and, jazz and poetry nights.
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